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"What? You want to restore this kiln? Restore it to the point where it can fire porcelain?"
Professor Zhang looked Shen Le up and down, left and right, over and over again, as if he had suddenly turned into a porcelain figurine—or a mostly collapsed porcelain kiln.
Shen Le grew a little nervous under her scrutiny and had to take two steps back so the elderly professor could look up at him more comfortably without having to bend her neck backward until it folded.
After waiting patiently for a while, he finally heard Professor Zhang say:
"You know they've already built a museum here at Xing Kiln, right?"
"I know."
"You know that even the Xing Kiln Museum merely exposes the excavated kiln sites for people to see, and hasn't restored or rebuilt those ancient kilns, right?"
"I know... Their restored porcelain firing is done elsewhere, in dedicated production workshops. There's no need to restore the ancient kilns at all..."
"So what's the point of restoring this kiln? There's already a duplicate project, and the authorities won't give you funding!
"Even if you want to fire it again, fire safety, environmental assessments, and all that will require a whole pile of approvals. Cultural relic preservation isn't done like this either!"
Building another museum out in this remote wilderness was simply impossible!
Never mind that the project was already redundant—even if it weren't, who would manage and maintain the restored kiln in the future?
Shen Le: "...Would you believe me if I said my Porcelain Tower requires me to do this...?"
Believe it or not, he still had to do it. Shen Le looked around, dragged over the young man from the Special Affairs Bureau, and planted him in front of the professor.
"Please help me explain to Professor Zhang